I chided myself for letting all that tasty cream go to waste over the last year.But my thoughts were interrupted by a new image. Me sitting on that wo...derful appendage. I grinned at him, nodding my head before letting myself be lifted up. I had always been a quick learner, and freely reached down to spread the lips of my kitty in preparation for the next step.I still couldn’t believe that huge thing was going to fit, but I trusted my lover completely. I now understood just how precious I was to. " What are we going to do? It'll be four days till it opens now," Iwondered aloud, a tone of alarm in my voice."Now, don't you worry your little head, dear; it seems you'll get to playdress-up a little longer is all. It'll be wonderful having a sweet littlegirl in the house all weekend, you'll see."My cheeks turned a bright red, but not out of embarrassment from wearingsuch girlish clothes. Rather, it was because deep within, I couldn'timagine anything nicer than continuing this new and. I wasn’t ready to give into its temptation just yet. I wanted this to last. Taking one hand away from my breast, I ran my hand through my hair and down my neck, gently grazing behind my ear, then down my body past my belly button stopping at the dip at the top of my legs. A soft moan escaped my lips. My legs had spread of their own accord, the breeze now gently kissing the lips of my pussy. My hand teasing the inside of my legs not quite reaching the points where I knew I needed to be touched.. The ocean calms him. The steady breeze captivates his hair. The warmth of the beneficent sun, the wind gusts, and the ocean’s swell remain so silent. The ocean would always endure, astounding science and forcing the poets to dream. Ah! To touch the ocean and to hear its silent mystery, not clockwork, but a pervading mystery, and to watch the sandpiper searching the small pebbles of its shore, the seagull suspended in the air and fighting the wind, and the music of that silent ocean, undulating.